“A person who has good thoughts cannot ever be ugly. You can have a wonky nose and a crooked mouth and a double chin and stick-out teeth, but if you have good thoughts they will shine out of your face like sunbeams and you will always look lovely.”— Roald Dahl
“I forgive people but that doesn’t mean I accept their behavior or trust them. I forgive them for ME, so I can let go and move on with my life.”— (via purplebuddhaquotes)
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“You’re warm, and you’re wonderful, and you’re beautiful, and you’re frustrating, and you’re annoying, and you’re a little crazy. I spend half my time thinking about how much I love you, and I spend the other half wishing I never met you.”— Kate Reed
(via purplebuddhaquotes)
(via purplebuddhaproject)
No matter where any of this takes us,
It has opened me up,
I have released a part of me that was nervous, scared
And now I have the ability to express myself.
You made me feel confident. Even for a few hours..
Whatever comes today and whatever comes tomorrow..
Thank you.
“You must love in such a way that the person you love feels free.”— Thich Nhat Hanh (via purplebuddhaquotes)
(via purplebuddhaproject)
I remember being younger and thinking, “who am i?” And then realizing that “I need to create myself. This is what life is for.” And now here I am, 23 years old, not knowing yet exactly who I am. Am I still creating myself? I mean, I am still so young. It takes time to be able to actually speak words of wisdom. It may take me longer then others to be able to speak up about my own beliefs spiritually, mentally, physically, emotionally. Words are so poetic. I could whisper, I could yell, I could say nothing. When do my words actually really matter here? Why would I need to become more? How does it benefit me? Because I think I am somehow helping you? When do you begin to open up?? How can I know where you are in health? I guess what I’m trying to say is that I’ve spent my whole life trying to be a better person. I’ve spent my whole life enjoying memories of all these people. I’ve been the type of person that easily gets along with others. And I do this because I want to sympathize. I have spent my whole life creating myself for the benefit of others. And here I am, today, 23 years old, not knowing yet exactly who i am. But knowing that my roots will be able to make me bloom. And that maybe everything I’ve always done hasn’t always been the best way. But that my flowers in the end of this life will be beautiful. As beautiful as the sun and the rain and the blue blue skies..
That ugliness I see in humans, that ugliness that makes me feel hurt inside, the ugliness that looks at me with judging eyes. It’s the ugliness that is impatient and undeniably aggravated. This ugliness worries me because I see it so clear and I because I see it so clear I am so worried it’s a reflection on what I am.